Yvette didn't expect an answer, and she hadn't gotten one. The bat sat on the edge of the skunk's bed, "Your brother is recovering well here. You will be able to see him soon. I promise you, and I do not break my promises."

(I don't see a post with Calvin, Sil... omo" It must've glitched or something.)

Shay tried to make himself relax a little, and decided to go talk to Ruth about discharging these two from the infirmary. "Y'know what? I'm gonna go see about letting you guys out... I need to have a talk with the supervisor." He didn't say Ruth's name outright, since right now everyone seemed to be almost afraid of the mouse with how pushy and angry she had been. Nobody knew what was making her so unreasonably pissed off, aside from the new hole in the infirmary's roof, so they were all just focusing on being cautious.

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Laura was putting Roy's clothes into the dresser in the bedroom, trying not to eavesdrop on what was going on out in the other room. Stop being paranoid. Lance is helping him, not hurting him... Other people want to take care of Roy, too.

Knowing exactly who he was talking about, Alpha looked at Shay, "Good luck. Just, try not to piss her off? Please?" As much as Alpha hadn't exactly been on his feet, he could still hear, very well actually, what the hell happened.

Roy did what he was told, and kept the measuring tape in place for Lance. He didn't know really what to say, but had concluded that there was definitely the smell of smoke coming from the wolf. It was kind of disgusting. How the hell does he even have cigarettes?!

Lance took the tape after a second then with a pad an paper took down the notes.

"Alright now the last thing I need is a current weight from you...do you have a scale that's accurate?" Lance asked him, "This will help me compensate for the weight of the prosthetic so you'll weigh about the same as you did before...it'll also allow you to fly just as easily as you would with your real leg..."

He tried to avoid using the term "real leg" or "real arm" or real whatever when talking to people about this since he didn't want them to feel...well different. Supernaturals were already different enough without technically being cyborgs

"To be completely frank, I 'ave no idea. I was zhust released today, and zerefore spent not even an 'our at my girlfriend's apartment." Roy replied with a shrug, "You should ask Laura." I swear to Aurora, I'm gonna fall over and make a fool out of myself, aren't I?

Shay's mouth twitched again in a faint shadow of a smile, and he nodded. "Alright, I'll try..." He then went to hunt down the mouse, hoping that she was in a somewhat good mood... telling her that he wanted a break from the infirmary to take care of Alpha might not go over well, but she didn't seem to realize that she was working him like a dog. I need sleep, dammit...

A few minutes later, the bat returned. He was rubbing the side of his face, since Ruth had gotten angry at first and slapped him... but then at least she had apologized and given him a few days to rest up and care for Alpha, so long as he promised to come in if he was called upon. "Alright, looks like we're free to go."

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Laura was still putting away laundry in the bedroom, but she heard the men say her name and poked her head out of the doorway. "Do you need something...?"

Alpha looked at Shay like he had six heads once the bat returned, "Shay, what happened? The side of your face is red... She didn't slap you, did she?" He looked kind of shocked, and a little guilty at the same time.

"It's no big deal," Shay assured Alpha, lowering his hand. His face was a little red, but it wasn't anything awful, and he wasn't going to cry about it like some of the other healers might have. "I should've expected it; we already butt heads enough without me asking for time off. Still, she gave me the time, so it doesn't really matter..." It was unclear if it really bothered him more than he was letting on, since he wasn't even trying to think too much about it.

He's lying.... Sort of.... Alpha couldn't really tell if Shay was lying, "You believe it, but it's not necessarily true... But thank you, either way... I hope to Aurora you don't get slapped around again. I hope Ruth calms down a little once I'm back, which shouldn't take that much longer."

"Hey, don't worry about work. Right now you're recovering from a traumatic experience, so the focus is gonna be on you," Shay argued, then walked over to help Alpha get to his feet. "C'mon, you need to stretch a little before we make the walk to your place."

Alpha, again, was about to argue, but just held his tongue. It wouldn't do much. The gryphon took Shay's arm, and got to his feet mostly on his own. "Stretching sounds unpleasant...." As much as he knew it would help, and make him feel good, he knew it was going to hurt.

Shay still held onto Alpha, ignoring the slight stinging sensation on the side of his face as he said, "Well, I'll help you and then you'll be fine. C'mon, you make patients do this all the time, you know it's necessary."

"Okay, okay...." Knowing that was true, Alpha braced himself, before getting his hand back. He could stand on his own, for the most part, so he didn't fall over. The short half-avian stretched his arms over his head, his back arching, and a chorus of cracking sounded, "Ow...."

Shay reached over to put his hands on either side of Alpha's torso, sort of bracing him in case he lost his balance. He then instructed the hybrid to hold onto his shoulders so he could help him stretch out his legs, one at a time. The bat didn't seem to realize how awkward the physical contact was as he gripped Alpha's thigh and helped him lift up and stretch his leg, and then put it down to do the other one.

As he helped Alpha, he told Sandi, "Your parents will be here, soon, Sandi. I'll still come see you to make sure you're doing alright, or you can come down to our place, if Alpha's okay with it."